A cross-dressing anime, starting with Kaguya-sama: Love Is War.

He looked into the distance and saw a dwarf father protecting his family.

He was hacked to death by several members of a dark faction, watching his wife and children scream in heartbreaking agony.

"This is the final act of peace, this is the grandest blessing ceremony offered to the gods!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it possessed a wildly penetrating power.

This made the surrounding members of the dark faction even more excited and bloodthirsty.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, out-of-control flames shot into the sky, turning half the night sky an ominous dark red.

Valetta's wound from Lynn's attack while she was stealing the black dragon scales has healed.

She is now standing on the top of a building.

Looking down at the bloody scene of slaughter, her face showed not the morbid ecstasy of Werther, but only pure, violent ecstasy.

"The grand feast has begun!"

She let out a powerful roar that echoed throughout the entire block.

"Kill them all! Loot them all! Let those fools who live in the light experience true despair!"

……

Guild Headquarters.

This place is now completely in chaos.

"The Third Street in the West District has been sealed off by fire magic! A large number of people are trapped!"

"A distress signal has been sent from the South District! They have been attacked by an unknown force and are requesting assistance!"

"Wounded! More wounded have been brought in! We don't have enough healers! We're running out of medicine!"

Countless pieces of information flooded into the command center like snowflakes.

Each piece of intelligence represents the fall of a region and the loss of countless lives.

Royman, a high-ranking member of the guild, was slumped in his chair.

His face, swollen and obese from overeating, was filled with astonishment and fear.

"War... How is this possible... How can this be a war!"

0...Requesting flowers...0

He muttered incoherently to himself.

He thought it was just a slightly larger riot by a dark faction.

The Loki Familia and Freya Familia alone could easily suppress them.

But now, the entire Yulari is burning!

The enemy is not only the dark faction, but also the remnants of the evil god who should have been wiped out long ago!

Where did they come from? How do they have such a huge army?

Just as he was in a state of mental turmoil, a violent tremor came from the north of the city.

thunderous roar—

The entire guild headquarters building shook.

..................

"What...what's wrong now?!"

"Royman cried out in terror."

An employee responsible for monitoring magical fluctuations reported, his face ashen:

“An extremely large and incomprehensible magical fluctuation has been detected in the direction of the North District sewers! It feels... it feels like... a world has been born there!”

world?

It's been born?

Reuman's brain completely shut down.

He couldn't understand the meaning of that sentence at all.

First, there was that golden pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and the earth, and now a new world is being born?

What exactly happened in the sewers north of the city, where the Asteria Familia attacked?

……

"Everyone, don't panic!"

A clear and powerful voice rang out from the chaotic crowd.

"Take refuge towards the city's central square! Guild adventurers are setting up defenses there!"

The goddess Astraea's pure white robes were now stained with dust and blood.

She didn't hide in the safe haven, but instead appeared in front of the adventurers and the public herself.

224. We can't just stand by and watch.

Astraea stretched out her fair hand, her fingertips glowing with soft starlight.

"In the name of Astraea, I bestow upon you the blessings of the stars! Go, my children, become the shield of the people, and show your justice!"

The starlight fell upon the adventurers who were struggling to resist.

Their wounds were healing at a visible speed, and their physical and mental strength was rapidly recovering.

The taxi driver's spirits, which had been somewhat shaken by the enemy's madness, were lifted again by the goddess's blessing.

"It's Lady Astraea!"

"For the sake of the goddess!"

The adventurers roared in fury, using their own flesh and blood to build a solid defensive line for the people behind them.

"Astraea, what you're doing is too risky."

A figure appeared silently beside her.

“705U.COM” is Hermes.

He looked at Astraea, who was personally walking onto the battlefield. Her face, which always carried a frivolous smile, was now full of solemnity.

"When a god appears on the battlefield, he will become the enemy's top priority target."

"I know."

Astraea's face wore a gentle yet resolute expression.

“But that’s precisely why I must stand here. My children are bleeding, and I can’t just stand by and watch. I must show them the way forward.”

She turned her head, her deep blue eyes, like a starry sea, looking at Hermes.

"Hermes, would you like to come with me? And protect me, too!"

Hermes paused for a moment, then shrugged with a wry smile.

"Honestly, how could I possibly refuse such a request from a beautiful goddess to my face?"

He drew his rapier from his waist and stood in front of Astraea.

"However, the reward can't be small."

Just then, that world-class energy wave from the north of the city swept in once again.

Hermes' smile vanished, and he abruptly turned around, looking towards the north of the city.

"This feeling... is it that guy named Lynn?"

The image of Lynn appeared in his mind.

"To think he could do that... it seems we can't afford to lose to him here either."

...

The top of the Tower of Babel.

Freya stood barefoot on the open-air balcony, the evening breeze ruffling her long silver hair.

She looked down at the city engulfed in flames of war, her eyes, which could see into the very essence of the soul, remained utterly still.

"What a terrible performance."

She said softly.

Freya's gaze shifted to the north of the city.

She naturally sensed that immense power that created a world.

“Lynn…”

A curious smile curved her lips.

"It seems you've given me another surprise. But before that..."

Her gaze returned to the battlefield below.

"Let me first enjoy this grand spectacle."

……

Happy Street

The Loki Familia is engaged in fierce battle with several captains of the desert pantheon.

The headquarters of the Ishtar Familia, "Hall of the Goddess of Prostitution".

The god Istar commanded that none of her people should leave their homeland.

"A bunch of idiots."

She sat on her magnificent throne, sneering disdainfully.

"Pass on my order! Everyone, hold fast to Pleasure Street! Do not step outside!"

“But, Lady Ishtar,” one of the officers began hesitantly, “the other districts have asked us for help…”

"Requesting help?"

Ista seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world.

“Let them die! I only protect those who pay tribute to me and my whores! What do we care if the others live or die?”

She knew very well that as soon as her people left the entertainment district, they would immediately fall into the encirclement of the dark faction.

That's how they wanted to lure her out.

"Just hold this position and wait to see the show."

Ista licked her lips, her eyes gleaming with a venomous light.

"Once that bitch Freya is sent back to heaven, the entire Yulari will belong to me, Ishtar!"

……

Unlike Istya's selfishness, in another corner of the city, a massive armed operation is unfolding.

The workshop of the Hephaestus family.

"Quick! Bring out all the magic swords!"

Tsubaki, a Level 4 forger, was loudly directing the members of her clan.

The workshop doors were wide open, and countless adventurers waited anxiously outside.

Most of their weapons were damaged or lost in the battles against the dark factions.

"Lady Hephaestus!"

Chun looked at her main god.

Hephaestus, the forging god who wore an eyepatch over his right eye, did not hesitate for a moment.

"Open Pandora's Vault! Take out all the weapons inside! Distribute them to everyone who needs them!"

The Pandora Warehouse is where the Hephaestus Familia stores their finest creations; every weapon within is priceless.